There are moments in life when you feel as if you're body is just trying to fuck with you. Like when you trip over your own two feet, run into poles/walls, belch unexpectedly in the middle of a conversation...etc.
This morning, I overslept. But instead of waking up when I had no chance of getting to school (I have to leave around 7:40 so I can leisurely walk to the bus, the bus leaves at 8:05-ish) like 9:00, I wake up at 7:50. Immediately, I sit up and go: "Holy shit!" keep on the
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This has been bothering me for a couple of days now so I figured writing it down might help.
There are some real benefits that come with being online and I am eternally grateful that I was born when I was and not in an earlier, non-digital, era. Text based online communication has opened the whole world to me. I have always been largely non-verbal. I thrive in the world of text where I can take as long as I need to read, re-read, re-re-read what someone says until I am sure I understand
You know that thing some girls do that you say isn't pee? Well, maybe you're wrong.
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Christmas is tenderness for the past,
courage for the present
and hope for the future.
It's a fervent wish that every cup
may overflow with blessings
and every path may lead to peace.
It's the spirit of a sweet friendship
that brightness all year,
it's thoughtfulness and kindness,
it's when hope is reborn again.
Christmas is forever
and not only for one day,
it's not about opening presents
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